 Tis he, who gives my breast a thousand pains, Can make me feel each passion that he feigns; Enrage, compose, with more than magic art ; With pity, and with terror, tear my heart ; And snatch me, o'er the earth, or through the air, To Thebes, to Athens,...  The British Essayists: With Prefaces Biographical, Historical and Critical - 8. oldalszerző: Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Alexander Pope - 1738 - 184 oldal
...who gives my breaft a thoufand pains, Can make me feel each paffion that he feigns, Jnrage, compofe, with more than magic Art, With Pity, and with Terror, tear my heart, 34.5 And fnatch me, o'er the earth, or thro' the air, To Thebe:, .to Athens, when he will, and where.... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1751 - 278 oldal
...who gives my breaft a thoufand pains, Can make me feel each Paflion that he feigns ; Inrage, compofe, with more than magic Art, With Pity, and with Terror, tear my heart ; 345 And fnatch me, o'er the earth, or thro' the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where.... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1751 - 286 oldal
...gives my breaft a thoufand pains, Can make me feel each Pailion that he feigns -^ Inrage, compofe, with more than magic Art, With Pity, and with Terror, tear my heart ; 345 And fnatch me, o'er the earth, or thro' the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where.... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1751 - 288 oldal
...who gives my bread a thoufand pains, Can make me feel each Paflion that he feigns ; Inrage, compofe, with more than magic Art, With Pity, and with Terror, tear my heart ; 345 And fnatch me, o'er the earth, or thro' the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where.... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1752 - 434 oldal
...gives my breafl a thouiand pains, Can make me feel each Paffion that he feigns ; In rage, compofe, with more than magic Art, "With Pity, and with Terror, tear my heart j 345 And match me, o'er the earth, or thro' the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where.... | |
 | 1764 - 198 oldal
...-feigns ; Inrage, eompofe, with more than nugic art, With pity and with terror tear my heart; And fnatch me o'er the earth, or through the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where. This is a noble defcription of the true poet } but no man whofe talents border * Bee. rather rather... | |
 | Samuel Richardson - 1768 - 344 oldal
...gives my breaft a thoufand pains : Can make meffel each paffion that he feigns ; Enrage — compofe — with more than magic art, With pity and with terror tear my heart ; And fnatch me o'er the earth, or thro' the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where. Our fair... | |
 | 1778 - 378 oldal
...who gives my breaft'a thoufand pains, Can make me feel each paffion that he feigns ; Enrage, compofe, with more than magic art, With pity, and with -.terror, tear my heart ; And fnatch me o'er the earth, Or thro' the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where. . POPE.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 1164 oldal
...Inrage, compofe, with more than magic Art, With pity, and with terror, tear my heart ; 345 And fnatch me, o'er the earth, or through the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where. P But not this part of the Poetic ftate Alone, deferves the favour of the Great : Think Cum ftetitin... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 414 oldal
...who gives my breaft a thoufand pains, Can make me feel each Paffion that he feigns ; Inrage, compofe, with more than magic Art, With pity, and with terror, tear my heart ; 345 And fnatch me, o'er the earth, or through the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where.... | |
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